Tokyo

I guess everyone traveling in a really foreign culture is going to misunderstand the local customs, and it was inevitable that I would do that eventually. How was I to know that it was considered bad form to yell at the waiter, “Garcon! More cappuccino, s’il vous plaît, vete, vete!” Actually, that wasn’t it; IContinueContinue reading “Tokyo”

Arrival: What Have I Learned?

I’m 2 hours out of Boston and anxious to get home to the little woman, and when I say little, I ain’t joking around; I think my backpack weighs more. Its a long way back from Japan, particularly after you consider the layover. Its about 7000 miles, around a quarter of the way around theContinueContinue reading “Arrival: What Have I Learned?”